I have my fair share of kink in my life, being married to a mostly-gay, sexually dominant belly dancer. But after somehow wrenching my neck today and clearly being in pain, my wife offered a massage.
Twenty minutes of neck work later, I assumed her hands were crawling their way down to rub my lower back a bit (where I usually have pain). And she did, but only briefly. Her hands crept further down, over my butt and down between my thighs.
Here I am now, thirty minutes after that, a very relaxed and happy husband. I've seen a lot, guys, but sometimes no amount of latex-clad butt sex or any number of a wife's beautiful girlfriends can match a non-committal, face-down handjob after a neck massage.
And now she's making lasagna. I fuckin' win today.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3b0j8w/sometimes_better_than_a_threesome
I think the humble hand job is severely underrated myself.
Agreed. A good, ole’ fashioned is a fun thing from time to time.